Jessa's a...flit?
Hall's Lounge
Cozy to the point of downright stuffy this lounge exudes a salty briny air. Overstuffed and comfortable looking are the chairs of dark blue that reside at one end of this circular room. The smattering of tables that they surround are nothing more than tops with scarred wooden legs attached as well they should be. Rugs worn with age decorate the polished floor of this relaxation area soft greens and browns making barefeet swoon. Paintings of charts and various sea mammals and fish have been painstakingly added to the walls creating the atmosphere of their mother sea.
To one side of the bridge is a wide ledge area, extending out and low enough so that the waters of the sea lane lap quietly,... [look closer]
To the northeast, you see one person.
Settled near the water is FortyTwo
You see Breakfast_Tray here.
Obvious exits:
Baths Men's Dorms Staff Hall Women's Dorms Infirmary Bridge Sea Lane
Marchanta walks in from the Women's Dorms.
Jessa grins and has been watching that door, waiting just for Chanta to come out. She's been waiting a while too. She grins cutely, and then throws a tuber at Chanta. Beam. She's innocent. Really.
Marchanta raises a brow and picks up the tuber, bending down a little awkwardly since she has the newborn brown in one arm. She tosses the tuber back at Jessa and makes her way over to a chair. "Thanks Jess. Needed that." She grins though, so can't be that upset.
Jessa ducks and grins, "What? What do you mean? And what's this business of throwing tubers at me?" She pretends to be upset, and then grins. "So, how's Dirt doing?" Evil grin.
Marchanta laughs. "Because you threw it at me first!" She settles in the chair, sitting Dirt in her lap. "He's good. Relina won't leave him alone." In fact, the green had been perched on Chanta's shoulder, and settles on her knee after she sits.
Jessa looks very innocent, "I did not throw a tuber at you, or anyone else," at least not today. She grins, "Relina's being a good mommy? Strange, greens usually don't care at all for their offspring or eggs." Jess then plunks down onto her knees and looks all starry-eyed at Chanta, "They adore you!" She bats her eyes cutely at Chanta, "They're mad about you, they love you more than anything!"
Marchanta shrugs. "Yeah, I know, but Relina's never been a normal flit. Green or otherwise." She grins. "And what's the deal...what have you done?"
Jessa grabs for Chanta's legs, still looking all starry-eyed at her friend.
Marchanta blinks down at Jessa. "What are you up to...I know that look..."
Jessa beams winningly up at Chanta and continues to look starry-eyed at the older senior appy. She tightens her grip on Chanta's legs and just looks cute. Yes, what -is- her motive here?
Marchanta just stares back, and starts to absently scritch both green and brown, wondering what the mischivious apprentice is up to.
Jessa bats her eyes cutely at Chanta and then just grins at Chanta. She then rubs her face against Chanta's leg and purrs softly. Crazy appy.
Marchanta raises a brow. "Okay...you're starting to scare me...What is this? Act like a feline day or something?"
Jessa purrs a moment longer and then loosens her grip on Chanta's legs. She leans back a bit and then pounces at Chanta, aiming to land in Chanta's lap.
Marchanta manages to lift up Dirt just before Jess lands in her lap, Relina having blipped into between, appearing a moment later above Chanta's shoulder. Chanta just blinks in surprise at JEssa. "What'd you do that for?"
Jessa just beams at Chanta, and shrugs her shoulders. "I wanna be a 'lizard for a day!" She declares this loudly too, as if Chanta were a good distance away and she weren't sitting on Chanta's lap.
Marchanta raises a brow and nods slowly, looking at Jessa like she was crazy. "Okay...Why?"
Jessa might be crazy. You never know sometimes. "Y'know, Sel's mommy was crazy." Random fact there. "I just wanna be a 'lizard. Y'know, sit on someone all day, eat lots and lots and LOTS of food. And not have to do anything but look cute." And Jess has the looking cute part down pat. The rest ... it needs some work.
Marchanta nod slowly. "Alright....But how can you be an apprentice and a 'lizard at the same time?"
Jessa looks at Chanta as though /she/ were the crazy one. "But ... I'm not an apprentice! I'm a firelizard! I really am!" She nods her head and tries to look serious to emphasize her point.
Marchanta laughs softly. "Okay...But flits don't talk. They don't tell me that they're not apprentices."
Jessa grins and shakes her head, "But I can talk. And I'm a firelizard." No use arguing with her. If Jess will be loud, then she'll be loud. If she wants to talk, then she'll talk. If she's crazy, then she's not crazy.
Marchanta nods slowly..."Okay, then go between." She grins, knowing that Jessa can't really do that, not without finding a dragon and rider.
Jessa bounces a little bit, "But ... I can't!" she frowns at Chanta a bit and then giggles, "But I'm just a young flit, really. It's probably not safe for me to go between."
Marchanta rolls her eyes and grins. "Uh huh...whatever you say Jessa." Relina settles back on Chanta's shoulder, chittering angrily at Jessa for disturbing her.
Jessa sticks her tongue out at Relina. "Aw hush." Jess' group of 'lizards, half a dozen minus one, blink in and perch at random places to stare at Jessa and Chanta. Ever get the feeling you're being watched? Yeah, well, those five are probably the culprits.
Marchanta is just glad her other two don't pop in to take a look at the crazy appy in Chanta's lap. Nine flits would be -too- loud and crazy. "So how you been Jessa? Aside from thinking you're a flit?"
Jessa purrs and tries to nuzzle up to Chanta, if only to upset the older senior appy just some more. "Pretty good, pretty good. I'm doing just wonderfully lately. I'm such a happy 'lizard." She looks at her half dozen minus one and raspberries at them.
Marchanta isn't upset, and just lets Jessa do whatever, so long as she doesn't hurt the new brown, that Chanta didn't want at first, but appears to LUV now. She grins and glances at the five flits of Jessa's. "And how do you explain those, if you're a flit?"
Jessa purrs and bounces some more. "Them? Pfft," she raspberries again at them, "I dunno," then she bats her eyes at Chanta and looks starry-eyed at her again, "They're our babies," she says in a low voice and then giggles.
Marchanta raises a brow. "Our? our who?" Okay, now Chanta sounds worried.
Jessa bats her big starry eyes at Chanta, "Ours, as in yours and mine." She giggles some more. No, she hasn't lost it. Really.
Marchanta just blinks at Jessa for a moment, before rolling her eyes again and grinning. "Uh huh. Now get off my lap please. I'd like to be able to just sit Dirt down, y'know."
Jessa grins and shakes her head, "Noooo, I wanna staaay," she resembles a child about half her age or younger. "Dirt can cuddle with me. Really, he can," she looks cute and pouts.
Marchanta raises a brow and shrugs. "Okay...whatever you say." Chanta sits Dirt back down, the young brown having been chittering madly at Jessa, and Chanta, for the last few minutes.
Jessa raspberries at Dirt too for good measure. Her gold then decides that it's a cuddle session and glides over to join Dirt and Chanta and the crazy appy Jess.
Marchanta suddenly feels like a chair or something, with Jess, the gold, Dirt, and Relina on her. "Well...at least it's only one..um...big firelizard a mother, and two babies." Oops, spoke too soon, the other two pop in, and the bronze perches on Chanta's other shoulder, while the other brown decides to join Dirt and the gold...Not to mention Jessa.
Ooooh how cuuuuuute!!! It's a big comfy chair! Jess' other four firelizards decide to join in, swarming to join Chanta and Jess in their big snugglefest on Chanta's lap.
Marchanta just blinks and sighs as she turns into a chair. "Okay, just glad this is -all- our flits. I don't think I could fit anyone else on my lap." She doesn't say it, but she's glad the felines, canine, and ferrets don't join!
Jessa giggles and then bats her eyes at Chanta. "They love you, they really do." She squeals, "Like I love you too!" Oh yes, she's gone positively loony. Suddenly two more 'lizards blink in and join the bunch. Ah whee, friends of Jess' lizards probably.
Marchanta groans as she sees the other two flits, and resigns herself to being a piece of furniture, since it's sorta hard to get up with ELEVEN flits and an appy on her lap. "You are all going to drive me crazy, you do realize this right?"
Jessa giggles and shrugs, "Yeah yeah, but we love you, Chanta! Don't you forget that!" They can all go crazy together. it'll be fun.
Marchanta sighs and nods. "Yeah, I know. And I feel loved right now...Over-loved..." Is that even a word? Well, Chanta doesn't care, it works!
Jessa will convert Chanta yet to her insanity. She will. Jess bats her eyes lovingly at Chanta, "You are so very incredibly loved right now."
Marchanta nods again. "Yes, I got that point. Very clearly and with much repeating..."
All references to worlds and characters based on Anne McCaffrey's fiction are © Anne McCaffrey 1967, 2000, all rights
reserved, and used by permission of the author.
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